From the look of things now, Orion and Gareth are naturally the best allies for each other. Both of them had come here with the intention of forging a partnership. After that would come Jorik and Ironhoof—those two were also potential allies.
Among them, Lord Jorik had a blood tie to that white dragon. As a core figure in this, there was no way they could just leave him out. And so Orion and Gareth waited by the river for Jorik for half a month.
Finally, on a certain day, a dragon roar came from the sky and landed on the opposite bank of the river.
"You've asked me here—what do you want to know?"
Lord Jorik wasn't dumb; he'd already guessed some of what Orion and Gareth had on their minds. Orion and Gareth exchanged looks.
Orion spoke calmly, though there was a serious note in his voice.
"Lord Jorik, we'd like to know what the ultimate goal is for this southward campaign. Where exactly are we headed? Who's the enemy? When does it end?"
